Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

“Are you hurting,?” she asked, without emotion. “Get over it, it’s wasted devotion. Love is fleeting, intangible as a fading thought. Hoping for forever is dreaming for naught.” Years dissolved into my present reality, her words burned deep into me lingering like smoke upon the wind, truths from a l...

Amazing voice you have in this piece of writing which reads like a poem to me with any breaks. iblieve

Hindsight is so refreshing after looking through eyes blinded by love. Short and sweet just like the relationship, lol. iblieve

I can relate to your lost wood/brother. i too would rather be in hell than in heaven where all is white and perfect, hate white and nothing is ever perfect. Nice musings in a sort of off center and imperfect sort of way which is my reality. lol iblieve

Thanks Hester, my muse loves having his words licked clean, lol, thank you so much for the support. iblieve

Thanks joel, appreciate you taking the time to read this. "C"

Definitely an artistic piece of poetry with each word a master stroke painting the whole picture. This one fits the pen name Artguy.
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Thanks Dawn I was playing around with this one, poetry can't always be serious, we have to laugh and be satirically sarcastic sometimes, lmao.

My god how you weave those words together leading me into poetic heaven. You need to come to darc and check us out, we love new talented poets with a mind of their own just be warned, we break all the rules in the name of poetic license, lmao. "C" http://akashanetweb.com/darc/index.php Seriously tho...

LMAO poetic license means rules are meant to be broken and DARC is dedicated to breaking every rule in the book as long the message is unadulterated. "C"

Love Ya Joel but leave the rule book at home, J/K

Tight fitting black dress hiked up in a revealing pose ruffled long sleeve blouse of the same hue in early summer’s muggy afternoon heat pretending to be in the know without a clue. Leaning on her vintage Capri panty pumping agitated leg movement shaky hand holding a slim cigarette as the lips made ...

karma bashing will come back to haunt you, lol. I really like your word slinging ability "C"

Damn what a beautiful picture you paint with words, makes me wish I could see that fucking dress, lol. "C"

I loved this poem, said so much my friend. You need to bring this one to darc.
http://akashanetweb.com/darc/index.php

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your vulnerability seeps out from the words but in a very moving artistic way which is my way of saying fucking awesome poetry my friend. iblieve